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First Week as a CL Started by: oRagnar on Jan 27, '17 20:51

The war had passed and now it was only the victims and the survivors left behind. You could see all those innocent faces left of the fallen children , they were about to grow up with no father and mother image and had no one to look up and what was left of the Crews was already overfilled. Something had to be done about this and new images were put into the play so that the lands could grow once again as rich and healthy that they once were, maybe even better! 

One of those figures was also oRagnar, who in his early life had wished that one day in his future life he would be able to lead men to victory. The day had come for him to take that role. Enthusiastic at first but then feeling his body weigh ove a ton by the news given to him with the permission by Bonkers and with the blessing of his crew leader Borkers it was time for him to set foot on his new journey. He said farewells to everyone including his mentor TsuDhoNimh but knowing this was no goodbye and that they would meet again as many times as they had the chance.

Procceding to his house to give his son Ivar_Ragnarsson the good news he tripped several times still trying to figure out if this thing was all real and pinching himself to make sure. Entering the house he says to Ivar : " Ivar my son, we did it ! The boats are all ready and we are to sail to Detroit in the first light. Make sure you gather everything you have here and also call our strongest warriors so we get there fast and with no trouble." 

After getting the prayings and sacrifices done oRagnar then sets sail and when he arrives he sees a land which had been destroyed to the ground and needs a lot of work but is still filled with joy and chuckles heavily.

" Why do you laugh father?" :- Ivar says,:" This land is no good " 

" No Ivar"- says oRagnar as he fills his hand with some dirt from the ground. " This is truly a treasure and we will make sure this place will once again grow as beautiful and magnificent as it once has been. This is what we will leave behind to our children. So that means there is no room for failure, we must do this. There is no other choice!"

Once things had started to settle in the new surroundings, oRagnar started to take a good look at some of the locals. Some were fleeing from war, some were fresh arrivals on our shores just seeking to make their names and some were just odd little fish. oRagnar still tells the story of how he killed 3 guys with a single blow and one of them pissed himself and just as oRagnar started laughing a bird pissed over him also. They all needed a home and oRagnar wanted to build something worthy of Odin himself. "It will be worthy after all" he'd say to himself each night, trying to convince himself as much as any others listening. Many liked the ideas and he quickly established a small but close knit family around him. The glow he had in his eyes said it all, it could even speak louder then words and left no room for any doubt.

Days had passed for the new crew and what he thought to be an easy thing at first, turned out to be the heaviest challange he had ever taken in his life. There were times that he decided to quit and everytime he thought that a miracle happened that draggen him even more in. The first fruits of this hard work were to be gathered and what once seemed as a dead ground now had begun to take a nice shape. 

During the procces of building something to shelter themselves oRagnar managed to somehow mess up the entire course on how the building procces went. He hired the wrong guys and everything ended up in a mess. Also once the tribute that was meant to go to the Mayor of the place was wrongfully delivered to the mail of someone that had died long time ago but the bank had made the mistake of not closing his bank account!

" You see my son, what did i tell you after all? This what we have here is worth a lot more than gold and you will witness that in time." oRagnar says with a weary look on his face and dropping down unconsious to the ground. Seems like the heavy work and trying to fill each and every of his people needs had taken the best out of him. Also the snores were unbearable for Ivar to stay on the room so he decided to go out and leave his old man to rest. 

As he leaves the room with a huge smile on his face and he finds one of the family trying to find oRagnar to discuss some matter with him but he doesnt allow her saying: " Father is asleep right now, anything that you need you can also tell it to me, i am after all his Right hand "

And so ends the first week of his new life, but not only his. His family also now apart of that and in order to do this they must do it together. After all " A chain is only as strong as its weakest link" 

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It's always great to see new bloodlines taking a step like this and stretch their wings.

Sure we all like laughing as Jono has another fort crumble around him, but it's even better when it's a new family making new history on new ground. The drive, the enthusiasm, the ambition and the determination they bring put any lack of experience in the shadows.

It's an exciting time right now witnessing so many new families step up to take control in this thing of ours. I greatly look forward to seeing what families like your own, oRagnar, can achieve. I'm sure it'll have its tough days, it'll be a struggle at times for all, but with grit and determination there's a real opportunity for so many people to make a real splash on our way of life.

Enjoy the opportunity. Be sure to give it a damn good crack with that axe!  

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It could be only a nuts Viking who could accept that role. Attractive city by prices, damned city by rumors, many people around all the time, enough to drive the sanest ruler mad and paranoid in the future world that awaits us all... Enough to exercise your nerves till the end of times when some of us reach Valhalla, and some continue to err. Good luck in your endeavor!

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